Marco's Pov
As I sat in the car, I felt my anger vanish as I got warmer and the more it left, the more guilt I felt. I had over reacted and I couldn't even say why. Probably because it was overwhelming to have him so close to me again after the ghosting and avoiding or maybe he was confusing me too much with his sudden bouts of mix of kindness and strictness. Whatever it was, I didn't think he deserved to be slapped and bit in one night. At the thought of me biting him, I grimaced at how childish that actually was and I suddenly felt shame wash over me like the sweat that had broken out on my brow. He was leaning on the car with his back facing me. His hands were folded across his chest making my view of his back the biggest thing I've seen in terms of a human back. I knew I had to apologize but I was scared that he may actually punch me if I got close to him.
After several minutes passed and the Uber didn't arrive and I was dying of guilt and boredom inside the car, I finally got out. He turned to face me as soon as he heard the gentle slam of the car door getting shut as I got out. His face was plain and expressionless. He didn't look angry. He didn't look happy either. Just....plain.
"It's cold out here. Get back in the car" he said calmly and turned away again to stare at the now closed restaurant.
"If it's that cold, then you shouldn't be out here either" I replied walking towards him as slowly as I could, mustering up all the courage I had in me. He didn't turn nor respond.
"I'm sorry for hitting you"
Again no response. I stopped when I was just an arms length away from him. At the moment, all I felt was sadness and guilt and I didn't know when I started crying.
Damn me for being so fucking soft.
"It's just so hard.... It's so hard to be around you. You frustrate me with all these mixed signals you keep throwing my way. I want you so bad but then I have to fight with the fact that I am so far from being anything you would possibly want. And then you care for me, take me to grab meals, kiss me randomly, make me feel things and then avoid me. It's just too much..... It's fucking too much. Be my boss if that's just what you are. Stop messing with me" I blurted all I was feeling in one breathe without even realizing that I had just told Pedro McFarland that I wanted him.
The night fell deafeningly silent and only my sniffs broke it every few seconds.
"You sure do cry a lot" Pedro finally said after a minute or two startling and surprising me at the same time.
This man is going to give me a heart attack one day.
"It seems the Uber guy changed his mind and decided to cancel leaving me no option than to take you home" he continued leaving me frustrated once again that he had totally ignored my earlier confessions. I was getting furious again.
Pedro McFarland is a certified jerk.
I wiped the tears rolling down my face and without another word got back into the car. He followed this time and instead of driving off immediately, he sat in the car silently.
"The sky is beautiful tonight" he said after sometime had passed. It was my turn to remain silent because I was more confused than the word itself.
"Marco..." He called in that voice that always made me want to devour him whole. But once again I didn't say anything.
"Sincerely I don't know what to say" he continued with a nervous chuckle at the end of the sentence and once again my surprise peeked. Pedro was not a man you catch nervous. He could easily pass as the most confident man I knew.
"From the first day you walked into Hydela industries, I just knew you were going to be trouble" he paused and I felt my heart stop beating for a good five seconds. Did I just confess my feelings only to get fired some minutes later?
"Are you firing me?" My lips poured out my mind again before I could stop it.
He laughed this time, the cocky confidence back.
"It would do you a lot of good if you forgot for one minute that I am your boss"
I shrugged, not sure that that sentence was enough to relax my racing mind.
"You've simply......broken down all the reserves I have"
"Can you please speak English" I almost screamed so close to pulling my hairs out at this point.
"Fine. Relax" he laughed again. "I don't just want to be your boss. I don't know for sure what I want but I know one thing though and that is I want to be closer to you"
I felt my heart stop racing and gradually start beating rhythmically again mostly because I didn't get fired. Then my mind processed everything he said and I suddenly felt claustrophobic. My throat dried out and I froze.
Did he just say he wanted to be closer to me?
What does that mean?
Is that English language because I don't understand?
Shit!
Shit!!
Shit!!!
"....... Marco" his voice pierced my thoughts.
"Yeah..." I replied in a voice I could even barely hear.
"Thank God. You turned as white as sheet, I thought you may have been having a stroke"
I turned to give him the sassiest look I could but he had the cutest smile on his face and I ended up just staring. Before he could say anything else, I found myself doing one thing I had never had the courage to.
I kissed the shit out of his lips.......
*******************************************************
And we are back💃💃💃💃💃💃💃💃
I want to use this medium to say thank you to anyone who has read up until this point. Thank you for the votes and reads. I really really do appreciate.
I hope this chapter finds you happy and also leaves you happy....
I love you all❤️
P/s: it would also make me very happy if you leave a comment and follow me🙏
Thanks in advance 🌹
YOU ARE READING
FATAL SEDUCTION: The Boy In A Cheap Suit | 18+
RomanceThe room was pitch black but I could still see his handsome face. And even if I were put in a crowd and blindfolded, I would still be able to find him. His musky scent wafted across the bed to my nose. My favorite scent in the world. His eyes were...
